Pawa stepped down from the deck of the galleys and pulled his hood.

The southern sun is warm, the feet are soft and clean sand, and the sea breeze carries a faint salty smell.

Pava looked at the others around her.

Explorers with their bags on their backs traveled in groups, carrying bows and shields, with different accents and skin tones. Most of them wore soft leather armor and swords and knives around their waists, and as soon as they got off the boat, they couldn't wait to walk towards the forest.

The sailors, on the other hand, sat on the rocks on the shore to rest and eat pickled grapes.

In the shadow of the galleys is a scholar with tanned skin. He set up a wooden easel, covered it with a roll of sheepskin, and sketched a map of the New World with charcoal.

Another medicine man carries a medicine box on his back and picks various herbs on the outskirts of the forest.

In addition, there are three dwarves who are talking.

Pawa has dealt with the dwarves. They settled in the fortress outside the ghost city of Saniro, and everyone was a good iron striker, but they didn't drink very well, but they loved to drink.

When the three dwarves boarded the ship, they quarreled with the captain. He made a deep impression on Pava.

The captain believed that each of the dwarves was dressed in bronze armor, which weighed exactly as much as two or three men. So each of them had to pay double the boat fare.

After the argument, the dwarves helped the captain repair a batch of iron tools and improve the captain's half-body armor. The captain not only waived the fare, but also gave them a jar of ale.

Pawa saw it in his eyes and envied it in his heart.

If you have a good craft, you won't go hungry wherever you go.

Right now, Pawa was catching the attention of the dwarves.

One of the dwarves came over and gestured to him, pointing forward: "You? ”

"I, I, I."

The dwarf pointed first at himself, then at his two companions.

"Over there."

The dwarf pointed to the forest ahead.

Pawa understood what the other party meant.

So he also pointed to the three dwarves and himself, and then turned to the forest: "Together? ”

The dwarf at the head laughed: "Yes, yes! ”

They want to be with themselves.

Pawa didn't understand why, was it because she was dressed in black?

This is a sign of having studied in a seminary. However, he was not qualified to wear the [Holy Flower] on his chest, because for five consecutive years, Pawa did not pass the final theological exam.

He read the Gospel and A Brief History of the Tribe over and over again, and the paper was so polished that he could not give the answers that the scholars wanted.

On the contrary, it was the "History of the Changes of Yancheng" written by the prophet Dolunnunu, and Pawa read it with relish and memorized it like a stream.

Every fragment of it is remembered by Pawa: the tragedy of the Hundred Years War outside the castle, the solemnity of the gods subduing the blood knights, the magnificence of the establishment of the salt city, the pride of the city's lighthouse, and the excitement of the two cities...... and even the misery and suffering of the last slave age.

After failing the seminary exam in the sixth year, Pava was kicked out of the seminary.

He will not be able to wear the Sacred Flower, as that is the sign of a formal scholar. He was still an apprentice, and could only wear black clothes that represented the apprentices who had studied at the seminary.

Pawa was determined to follow the example of the Prophet Dorununu and write everyone's story so that more people could see and hear it.

……

He was in the ancient ale theater in Yaocheng, listening to everyone talk about the ghosts that floated in the theater. People say that it was Mu Ke, a genius inventor who once died in the theater.

Here Mu Ke lost to the previous generation of prophet Hemila, and his soul has never left.

It is said that if you play with the tribal battle flag in the theater, you will sometimes hear Mu Ke's laughter.

In the theater, Pawa learned to play tunes with horns and conchs.

……

In the mountains between Yaocheng and Yancheng, Pawa visited the ascetic society and heard about the tortuous experiences of the Great Elder Yanjiu. In the ascetics who abstained from desire, Pava saw the tempering of the will by the flame of faith.

They have received the guidance and gifts of the gods in their penance, and very few of them have even stepped into the realm of transcendence and possessed incredible abilities.

……

Upon arriving in Yancheng, Pawa heard stories about the two mayors. In the past, Shang Li and Yu Lian racked their brains to sell various houses and raise funds to build roads and walls.

Because it was so poor, the mayor of Yulian even thought about renting the iconic lighthouse to merchants for the time being, and then redeeming it when Yancheng had money.

At that time, the Prophet Dorununu was still a chief, and he bought three mayoral mansions in succession. It's not that the chief is stupid, but that he finds it interesting to buy two houses and make friends with them.

……

In the ghost town of Saniro in the south, Pawa meets the hardest working sandworms and the sunburned fish-men lazily lying on the ground.

Although the ghostly inhabitants of the city could not be seen, Pawa recorded many stories there. He picks cotton and repairs dikes with fishmen, and digs earth and mines with sandworms. When the dwarves pushed carts into the city to sell all kinds of iron and bronze tools, Pava settled accounts and collected seashells for them.

……

Pawa had experience with the dwarves in Saniro, and quickly became acquainted with the three dwarves.

The three dwarves are called tall and strong, mighty and fierce, and fiery clouds.

They can pronounce their names accurately and understand simple Yao dialect.

These three formed an adventurous group [Blast Furnace Strangers]. After not discovering the Sunfall at sea, they went on a treasure hunt in the southern New World.

The reason why Pawa was invited with him was because the dwarves found him on the sea boat, and Pawa was also a man.

This young Yao man loved to write and play beautiful melodies with conch shells - this is very important, just like the dwarves striking iron, which represents skillful skill.

The Dwarven Adventure Party asks for Pava.

If they die here, ask Pava to write down their adventures and tell the other dwarves in the Dwarven Fortress so that the name of the Blast Furnace Man will live on in the Fortress.

Pawa agreed.

The improvised squad had just entered the forest and was confronted by a formidable enemy.

A pack of timberwolves paced through the forest, patrolling the territory.

Each of these transcendent beasts exuded a chilling aura, and there were more than fifty of them in total.

Pawa was so frightened that she stiffened and her calves cramped.

The dwarves pulled him behind him.

They formed a defensive formation, shielded Pawa, and slowly retreated in the confrontation with the wolves.

The Timberwolves didn't attack, just glanced at them and continued to walk forward. It seems that they also have some kind of important mission.

The dwarves were a little confused for a moment, and looked at Pava.

Pawa was nervous.

This is the case...... He'd never met it before.

Pawa gritted his teeth and stiffened his head and gestured, "There must be something in the forest that attracts these transcendent creatures." It could be a treasure, or it could be a ......"

"Treasure!"

The three dwarves were keenly aware of the word, and they suddenly became excited.

"Rush Rush!"

The dwarven trio wields axes and hammers in their hands.

Pawa would love to say, why not come back next time?

Seeing the expectant gazes of the dwarves and the trusting expressions, Pawa couldn't speak.

All he could say was, "When they're gone, we'll go and see." ”

……

Two days later, Pawa and the dwarves fled the forest in disarray.

The timber wolves behind them bared their teeth and grinned at them, their green eyes flashing with a fierce light. Being stared at by these pairs of eyes made Pava's scalp tingle.

He was well aware that this was the last warning from the wolves.

When the wolves saw that they were honest, they turned around and returned to the forest.

Three dwarves and Pawa lit a fire by the beach. Relying on his experience as an islander, Pawa caught fish in the sea and found water in a puddle that filled his stomach in a moment.

On the same day, they saw a lot of adventurers crawling out of it. Some fled directly back to the galleys, and some cursed, but they did not dare to go further into the forest.

Seeing this scene, Pawa and the others were in a slightly better mood.

In the middle of the night, a man walked up to their fire.

The man looked tired and had many scars on his face and hands. He was clad in worn bronze armor and carried a hammer, much like the dwarves.

"Can you make a fire?"

Pure Yancheng accent.

Pawa looked at the three dwarves, and the dwarves did not object.

So the outsider sat down cross-legged.

Pawa felt that the appearance of the person in front of him was a little familiar.

A long-ago memory was suddenly touched.

Pava was stunned for a moment, then said excitedly, "You are Mr. Tonghai, a slave liberator?" You saved me, you may not remember, I always remember your help......"

Tong Hai was stunned, and the smile on his face was a little lonely.

"This forest is already overrun by wolves, monitor lizards, and treemen, and there should be no slave traders. They bully the weak and fear the hard, but they are not so bold. Pawa handed Tonghai a grilled fish.

The two sides chatted with each other for a while, and Pawa accidentally gushed about it.

When it comes to the experience of Tonghai, he is even more precious than the other side, fighting in a roundabout way at sea, attacking the port three times, burning the lighthouse, and defeating the slave phalanx......

"It's all in the past."

Tonghai slowly nibbled on the grilled fish and diverted the topic: "I found an interesting monster on this continent. Would you like to go and see it together? ”

"That guy calls herself the 'Fairy of the Lake.'"

"But she can't hide it from me, she's actually a dryad. It's just that she doesn't know why, she likes to hang out at the beach. ”

Seeing the three dwarves' expressions of eagerness, Pawa cautiously asked, "Is that dryad dangerous?" ”

"It's not easy to tell."

"If someone wants to be her husband and tell her stories every day, she is willing to give him a lot of treasures. I think ......"

Copper Sea looked at Pawa.

The three dwarves also looked at Pava.

"Look at what I'm doing......" Pava frowned.

Telling a story every day?

There is a limit to the story of mankind!

How could that be done!

(End of chapter)